The next day was the day that Nayru began teaching the technique called "syncing". Din, however, called it "training". This confused both Daniel and Tori as they were escorted to a large pillar rising atop the celestial plains where the goddesses abducted the two. Once they were both on top with the help of Nayru, she cleared her throat, "This is the Plateau of Mirages. While you are here, you shall sync with your power."

Daniel rose an eyebrow, "Sync with our..."

Nayru nodded, "Yes. Each of you are a counterpart of a very powerful warrior in this land. However, they have disappeared... In all, we need you to take their place to save us all," she explained, then gave a stressed sigh. Tori thought hard about what Nayru just said.

"So, we're your back up," Tori finally concluded.

Nayru flashed her eyes to Tori. "... That is correct."

It was Tori's turn for a stressful sigh. "So," she began, "How exactly are this kid and I gonna "sync"? I mean, you need dudes that aren't us. Daniel's a natural born Einstein that doesn't look like a fighter and I can't even do sports without-,"

"There are no others like you."

Tori decided to shut up. Daniel turned to her, a confused expression on his face. She seems so confident and in decent shape... What was it that handicapped her to do sports? "Anyway, your power has been locked tightly inside of you both. Ever since our warriors have vanished, the key has been given to you..." "... To pick up where we started," Daniel finished. Nayru nodded, then kept on, "You might not be the ones who lived their life, but you are the ones who are their equivalent in your world. You may not have the same personality, but that doesn't change the fact you are them."

Tori was a bit lost. So, they both were another person or...

"Now both of you, concentrate. Look into your heart and put your focus on your power within. Forget your surrounding. Forget yourself even..." Nayru instructed. Both Daniel and Tori closed their eyes and followed Nayru's instructions.

It was an odd feeling. A sort of ticklish sensation as they concentrated. The process took several minutes.

"You may now open your eyes."

Daniel felt... Stronger; both physically and in his spirit. Not to mention he was taller. Looking at himself, his garb was now a green tunic with a rather... Interesting hat. But, one thing made him uneasy. Where was Tori? He couldn't see the girl anywhere...

"Erm... Nayru? Where did Tori go?" Daniel asked. Wow, his voice was so... Heroic now!

"What're you talking about?"

Daniel jumped then turned to the person who said that... Well, let's just say his wonder came to a halt at what he saw.

He was face-to-face with a tall man in a weird getup and an extremely horrifying helmet. The person just stared right back at him. "Who exactly are you?" he asked Daniel, his tone gentle yet quite... Well, disturbingly high pitched. Daniel winced at the voice. In all honesty, he was more curious as to who this guy was... "First, I want to know who you are. You seem to be the most interesting person I have seen here other than the goddesses."

Nayru simply gave Daniel a sly smirk, "I'll leave you two alone."

With a bright blue flash, Nayru was gone. Daniel was used to the teleports already, but he was still uneasy about the man she left him with.

"You tell me your name first," both he and the person demanded in perfect unison. A few seconds later, the man in the bizarre helm gave in. "Fine, you win," he huffed. Crossing his long arms, he looked down to Daniel. "The name's Tori. Full name's Victoria Vice, but call me Tori... God, what's up with my voice?!"

Daniel went wide eyed as the man-no, Tori-began to clear her(?) throat. Daniel was dumbfounded. "Tori?! Is that you?!" he squeaked. If Tori's helm was off, she would have the most puzzled expression possible.

"I just said my name, so-,"

"Tori! It's-It's me! Daniel!"

It had been an hour and thirty eight minutes since the "sync" and Tori had been pacing back and fourth for an hour and twenty six minutes. The other twelve minutes without her pacing beforehand consisted of her complete freaking out and screaming out many swears, some of which Daniel had never even heard of before. The two of them even tried to reverse the sync... With fruitless results.

"How are you getting used to yourselves?"

Daniel spun toward to the voice as Tori simply turned toward it with a deadly glare. As expected, Nayru had appeared before them, a smile on her face. "I'll tell you," Tori growled, "We AREN'T ourselves, lady! Look at us! We barely resemble who we really are! Hell, I'm a freak! If you need a stupid soldier, find another one! 'Cause this one's too HUMILIATED!"

With no thought, Tori spun away from Nayru and dissipated in neon blue lines and small black rectangles. Daniel was in awe. After much silence Nayru turned to Daniel, patting his shoulder for reassurance (he was still nervous about physical contact). "Do not worry," she said calmly, "She has only teleported. I sense that she is in her given room in the celestial plain. She only needs time to think for a while. Tell me... How many times did you try to end the sync?"

"Three times."

"Oh dear..." Nayru's expression changed to a concerned look. "You see, Daniel," she began, "The first time you sync, two hours are what you are given. The more you sync, one hour is added... You have extended it to five."

Daniel lowered his head. "Tori..."

Nayru met Daniel's eyes, "Do not worry, Daniel. This might be good for her to get used to her form when synced. I knew that Zant would be the most unfortunate counterpart for anyone, but if she can accept it... It will not be a burden."

Daniel gave Nayru a slight smile. Maybe he had the wrong idea about her... She's actually not that bad of a person. Or... Goddess. Nayru turned to the sky, which Daniel curiously followed suite. "It's getting late, Daniel," she stated, "Let us go. You must be hungry. I can tell Tori is as well. She seems like the kind to hide her weaknesses... She's more like Zant than she denies to be..."

With that said, Nayru and Daniel warped out once again. Daniel, however, felt warmer on the inside...

"I'm not coming out," Tori snapped from behind her room's door. Din grew more irate as Tori refused to at least go to dinner for Nayru to apologize. "Look," Din growled, "If you don't come out in the next ten seconds, I'm teleporting in there."

Silence.

"... Fine. But I'll have you know that I'll leave right after I get my meal."

Din raised an eyebrow as the door unlocked and opened to reveal Tori, still with her helm on. This puzzled the goddess. "Hey, why do you still have that on? It looks like you'd be more comfortable without it. Plus it's kind of disturbing..."

"I'd rather look like this than look whatever the hell I am right now," Tori replied angrily, brushing past Din in a quick stride. Din blinked, then caught up to Tori. "First off, you're something called a Twili right now. Secondly, change that smartass attitude. You're slowly becoming worse than the real thing," Din snapped in Tori's face.

"What the hell do you mean by that?"

Din was silent. What did she just say?! Din, the goddess of Power, had just told the counterpart to Zant that she was becoming worse than he was... Even though said counterpart isn't even close to insanity nor had malicious intent. If Tori knew who he was... That would be a very harsh insult. "Nothing... I'm sorry..." Din said, a pang of guilt washing over her. Tori tilted her head to the side in confusion, then spun back to her destination. After a few minutes of getting lost in the hallways, Tori had finally arrived at the dining hall. In all honesty, it was quite elegant... As expected for a home for goddesses.

"Tori!"

Taken aback by the sudden call of her name, Tori looked to find Daniel bounding towards her. "It's amazing!"

"What's amazing?"

"You can get whatever you want! These tiny flying balls of light called fairies fly over, you tell them what you want, then you get it approximately twenty nine seconds later!"

"... No way."

"Way!"

Tori was then dragged by Daniel to the table and pointed upwards energetically. "See?"

Looking up, Tori saw what he meant. Pink balls of light with wings. "Wow... This is... Wow," Tori whispered, awestruck by the fairies. One of them suddenly darted to her, "Hello! You must be Tori-" "AAAH!" "-I'm Pinni! Would you like something?"

Glancing to Daniel, Tori was given a thumbs up. Nervously turning back, Tori answered, "Um... Cherry cheesecake?"

Pinni gave what appeared to be a nod and zoomed away. If Tori were without her helm, her eyes would be huge with astonishment. Daniel laughed, "I was surprised too, don't worry,"

Tori looked him in the eye. "Who wouldn't be?! Well... I guess I'm fine to say that I believe in fairies now," she retorted with a grin. Daniel faked an overdramatic gasp, "You didn't before?! Why, it's scientific fact that they do, indeed, exist. However they are not what we think they are... For they are not of this world. Their flying ability along with their unnatural power means that they are obviously..."

"ALIENS!"

They both laughed. To think that a friendship could be forged between two different backgrounds... "Here you go!"

Looking up, Pinni was expertly balancing a plate atop herself. Carefully sliding it on the table, it was revealed that a whole cherry cheesecake had been miraculously conjured. "Call me over if you need anything else!" Pinni informed, then zipped away. "... Wow," Tori murmured to herself, "This'd be heaven to take up to my room, but I'm not sure if I'd be able to finish it. Warm cheesecake isn't that good..."

She turned to Daniel, grinning, "So, how 'bout I share with you?"

Daniel returned the grin. It seemed as though Tori was beginning to accept herself... Until Nayru approached the two. This made Tori return to her former grudge against the goddess. "Tori, I..."

"What? Spit it out. I was in a good mood right now," Tori interrupted flatly. Nayru looked down to the marble floor in guilt, then faced Tori again. "I'm sorry. I had no idea that you would be in hysterics. I only wish for forgiveness..." Nayru replied softly. Tori was taken aback by the apology. No scolding? No lectures?

"... Well, I didn't really expect to be a "twili" or whatever. 'Course I'd be pretty freaked, so..." Tori trailed off, then looked directly at the goddess, "But, I forgive you."